When I was about 12-13 years old, my family and I moved to a nice apartment. It was summer time when we moved and we had no air conditioning so me, my brother and my father would sleep in the living room, on the floor in front of the balcony door because it was so much cooler there. It must have been around 1am when I woke up to the sound of pans and pots being smashed and hit, at first I thought it might have been my mother doing an after midnight wash up, she does that kind of stuff, she has a thing for cleanliness and tidiness, if she goes to bed without doing the dishes she'll feel guilty!
I got up and stood in front of the kitchen door and although the kitchen light was off, I lived on a main street so the lights from the road made the kitchen bright! My mother wasn't there, I turned on the light and I saw a pan shaking and moving on our stove, it kept rattling and making a terrible noise so I went over there and grabbed it, and that's when I thought I heard laughter and without realizing I started smiling and laughing! I don't know why, I mean that is NOT a normal reaction, I turned off the lights and went back to sleep, meanwhile my brother and father had not heard a thing.
After just a few moments the rattling started again, I followed the same procedure, only this time, when I grabbed the pan, the tap was turned on by itself and the water was running! I let go of the pan and run straight to the tap, things calmed and I went back to sleep, and then I hear the tap again, and laughter! I went to the kitchen and felt a presence there, but a very very happy one, so happy that I couldn't stop smiling, I think that night I fell asleep with a smile, but I still can't explain why!
I experienced a lot of things in that house, but that was the best! The rest were quite scary and freaky. I'll write about them soon.
Thanks for reading.
This story seems to reveal another side to spirits. It shows for sure that there are differing personalities among them. 😁